"Pow Pow" lyrics

[Tech N9ne:]
(Tech N9ne)
KC PD you got a buster working for ya
He be yapping to Hooters employees and alerting employers
Not to hang out with Tecca Nina 'cause some investigation
With a yellow Hummer I got with drugs so I'm searching for ya
Shut up and eat your Hooters chicken 'fore I bomb you
Don't be hating on me the bitches to get them on you
I ain't got no yellow Hummer homie that's non true
King of KC rap but just know that this damu keep the

[Kutt Calhoun:]
Brr, pop, and the chh-chh, pow-pow
It's the brr, pop, and the chh-chh, pow-pow
I'ma brr, pop, and the chh-chh, pow-pow
(If there's drama niggas cock it then pop it then wild out, it's the-)
Brr, pop, and the chh-chh, pow-pow
It's the brr, pop, and the chh-chh, pow-pow
I'ma brr, pop, and the chh-chh, pow-pow

Kutt Calhoun, mob these motherfuckers

Killer cities, killer centerfolds and gangs and niggas snitching
On the block you lose your life over the things that niggas gripping
In the kitchen that discovery will clear a niggas vision
When he sitting in the pen reading 'bout everything he did
And to the point where niggas never get to make it to preliminary
Hearings cause of loyalty that's broken in the syndicate
Nowadays you shoot either you kill or rep a medikit
Insurgents don't be caring bout a past rep a manuscript
That's why I keep a Russian in possession on my person
My Kalashinkov will speak 'til our hood beat is talking foreign
Your beefing on our warrant, got no time to have my family
Coming to you funeral, presume you'll just handle me
And this is how it is, when you living in the Mid, killer city nickname
Kansas City killer kid, so don't get it confused
'Cause we get it how we spit it all raw and uncut battle
Width for any with it, when we trip and it's

Brr, pop, and the chh-chh, pow-pow
It's the brr, pop, and the chh-chh, pow-pow
I'ma brr, pop, and the chh-chh, pow-pow
(If there's drama niggas cock it then pop it then wild out, it's the-)
Brr, pop, and the chh-chh, pow-pow
It's the brr, pop, and the chh-chh, pow-pow
I'ma brr, pop, and the chh-chh, pow-pow
(Ain't from around here know you ain't 'bout it, then slide out)

Tay Diggs, let 'em have it

[Tay Diggs:]
Yeah we running the crime rate
Catch me on the E-way doing a pill with the gun spray
Y'all fucks with Tech N9ne and claps shit to the gun pray
It's back to the checks more baggies and more K
We hella old niggas hitting mall [?] from mall way
I'm on plate, I'm rapping for a reason
Clapping for no reason I just love the desert eagles
And I'm fucking with the mags I just love to plug my peoples
These suckers ain't my evil, we live life fast
And they try to tell me stop, but all we know is gas
No brakes so catch me on the crip side
Right up on the street, likes cannon on my hip side
I'm G magging and my young life's maney
Do whatever for the dough and we smoking on grates
Reload that thing and I'll make y'all a shake
For the mob and do the job and I fucks to survive, nigga

[Kutt Calhoun:]
Brr, pop, and the chh-chh, pow-pow
It's the brr, pop, and the chh-chh, pow-pow
I'ma brr, pop, and the chh-chh, pow-pow
(If there's drama niggas cock it then pop it then wild out, it's the-)
Brr, pop, and the chh-chh, pow-pow
It's the brr, pop, and the chh-chh, pow-pow
I'ma brr, pop, and the chh-chh, pow-pow
(Ain't from around here know you ain't 'bout it, then slide out)

Riv Lock, get 'em

[Riv Locc:]
Rollin a cigar full of ooey
My kush the hottest selling since Avatar hit the movies
Clappin at your car with a sooey I go hard tho
Sick of the dude I saw one two three and four
It's Kansas City fuck who y'all rep for
My guys is more alive then the que dog step shows
So give me a break like when the que ball let go
With a blue rag wrapped tight around my head low
Ready for what ever with my weather livin fare tho
I want my pocket knotted like the rosta man dreads bro
Press the button watch the little homie dome split
Flippin out the clup droppin to my patron in he
The chrome semi'll break every single bone in ya
No Lambo [?] I'm dome in ya
It's Riv Locc respect cuz when ya pull up
You gonna hear 2 pops followed by a humongous sound

[Kutt Calhoun:]
Brr, pop, and the chh-chh, pow-pow
It's the brr, pop, and the chh-chh, pow-pow
I'ma brr, pop, and the chh-chh, pow-pow
(If there's drama niggas cock it then pop it then wild out, it's the-)
Brr, pop, and the chh-chh, pow-pow
It's the brr, pop, and the chh-chh, pow-pow
I'ma brr, pop, and the chh-chh, pow-pow
(Ain't from around here know you ain't 'bout it, then slide out)

Mon. E.G., kill these player hating niggas

[Mon. E.G. The Ghostwriter:]
Yes, sir! We be like fuck 'em locate 'em and watch me slump 'em
But my niggas be trippin in case you wonder we doin this for the
Block only fuck with headshots been fuckin with tecca nina light
Years before Pac
Switch gears through slow pause
I'm in love with the beef my [?] gotta eat 'em on the mound no relief
Throwin pitch after pitch till motherfuckin biff you know exactly
What it is utilize my gift
Mon. E.G. the Ghost,writer breathe in breathe out I'm a killer city
Legend you know I'm reppin the south you can ask Ricky Ross
You can ask Tripple C
[?]
Put your ear to the street wait I'm no [?]
With the payton go no huddle
Butthead like Beavis shut down like Revis mo drama make sure my
Team goes undefeated pull up and go

[Kutt Calhoun:]
Brr, pop, and the chh-chh, pow-pow
It's the brr, pop, and the chh-chh, pow-pow
I'ma brr, pop, and the chh-chh, pow-pow
(If there's drama niggas cock it then pop it then wild out, it's the-)
Brr, pop, and the chh-chh, pow-pow
It's the brr, pop, and the chh-chh, pow-pow
I'ma brr, pop, and the chh-chh, pow-pow
(Ain't from around here know you ain't 'bout it, then slide out)